Page 41 of Off Season

“Please, Ethan,” he whimpers.

“Please what?”

“I need to feel you inside me. Get me ready to take this big, beautiful cock of yours,” he begs, eyes dark with hunger.

My dick throbs in his hand as he gives it a squeeze, and I take his mouth again in a scorching kiss, reaching my hand back around to his raised ass. I circle his rim with the tip of one finger before applying pressure, slowly pushing inside.

Jacob moans into my mouth as he pushes back on me, taking me in to the first knuckle, my name a delicious cry on his lips.

It’s my new favorite fucking sound.

“Fuck, baby, that’s it,” I praise, slowly working my finger inside him, breaching the tight ring of muscle. “Good boy.”

His entire body trembles at my words.

Once I’m all the way inside, I brush his prostate, and he moans. “More,” he pleads. “Give me more.”

I pump my finger a few more times, then pull out. Circling his rim with two fingers this time, I gently ease my way back inside, and the carnal noise that escapes him causes my balls to tighten. I’m not going to last if he keeps making these sounds, but skipping on prep is non-negotiable. Even more so because I’m a big guy.

By the time I’m three fingers deep, he’s riding my hand while jerking my cock. Precome pools in my foreskin, smearing down my shaft with every stroke of his fist. Shifting to the edge of the seat, I slip my fingers from him, standing up as I wrap one arm around Jacob’s lower back and the other around his ass cheek. His legs and arms wrap around me, and I carry him over to the bed with our lips still locked.

I gently place him on the bed, and he swiftly moves onto his knees. He begins to remove my clothes, sliding the straps of my suspenders off my shoulders and then pulling off my shirt. I remove my dress pants and boxers, kicking them outof the way and quickly tossing my socks aside. I take Jacob’s face in my hands again and kiss him.

I kiss him like he’s my only lifeline.

“Lay back,” I murmur against his mouth.

He crawls backward up on the bed. His heavy-lidded eyes remain focused on my hand, which slowly pumps my cock.

“Take them off,” I order, jerking my chin toward his jockstrap, and when he lifts his legs and bends his knees to pull them off, I growl at the sight of his slick, relaxed hole.

“You’re fucking breathtaking, Jacob.”

A flush travels up Jacob’s neck at my compliment. I press a knee into the mattress and crawl up to him between his open legs, watching his hard cock rest against his creamy skin.

When I reach his knees, I stop and sit back on my haunches. Lifting one of his legs, I press a kiss to the inside of his knee before pressing featherlight kisses up the inside of his thigh.

“Ethan.” His breath hitches.

I nuzzle my face into the juncture of his thigh, his tight sac only a breath away from my lips. His body is trembling, and I haven’t even started worshiping him the way I want to.

I suck his balls into my mouth. His moans and whimpers are quickly becoming my favorite soundtrack.

Hands grip my hair, fingers pulling tightly on the strands. Wrapping my fingers around the base of his shaft, I close my lips around it and swallow him down to the base.

His back bows as his moans fill the room. The fingers inmy hair tug to the point of pain, but I don’t care. He tastes fucking sensational.

“Ethan, please,” he pants.

I tongue his wet slit, watching his chest rise and fall with his labored breathing.

“Do you want me, Jacob?”

He nods eagerly. “Y-yes!”

Resting my hands on either side of his head, I run my nose along his jaw, stopping by his ear, and whisper, “Do you want to feel me inside you? Stretching you so good?”

His hands graze down my ribs to my ass. He squeezes my cheeks, urging me to move, so I rut against him, our slick cocks brushing together.

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